When Luke first started bringing guys home to have sex with it wasn’t that I felt nervous or uncomfortable. Not at all—the thought of my grandson getting it on with hot guys gave me a real sense of pride in Luke. He deserved the world.

It… also really turned me on.

I smiled and pretended not to notice Luke subtly scooting closer-and-closer until he was leaning softly against me. I could tell he was getting aroused, and so was I. I wondered if Danny was, too. He had the appearance of a boy who would be the nervous type, but there was a certain feeling about him I couldn’t quite pinpoint.

At that moment, Luke suddenly sprang up off the couch and announced that he needed to do something, and would be back in a moment. I took the opportunity to get to know Luke’s cutie-of-a-boyfriend a bit better. I told Danny just how special of a person that my grandson was to me and how important it is that he treated Luke well.

Danny’s honest smile and authentic affirmations were good enough for me. Bright eyes like that rarely lie. When the boy assured me that he would never hurt Luke, I took him for his word. I also wondered–well, actually, fantasized—a lot these days about what Luke and Danny were doing sexually together. So, since I finally had Danny alone and right in front of me, I thought that I’d simply ask.

The look on Danny’s astonished face was priceless, and so was the sight of a steadily growing lump in the boy’s shorts. I revealed to the speechless twink that I knew about the sexual activities that Luke and Danny were up to via intel from Luke’s father. Danny relaxed and smiled, as if a tremendous weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Right at that moment, Luke zoomed back into the room. He noticed how Danny was smiling and blushing, and with feigned exasperation, demanded to know if I was giving his boyfriend a hard time. As Luke and I looked at Danny, we both could see that the only hard thing aroundwas in his shorts. Luke flashed me that sexy grin of his, and I considered it permission. I casually suggested to the boys that they show for me what they do when they’re alone together.

Danny leapt to his feet and slid next to Luke, who had just sat next to me on the couch. I watched with sheer primal arousal as the hot twinks groped one another and made out—they didn’t need much egging on from me to get going. The boys’ tongues buried themselves as deep into each other’s mouths as they could. The wet sounds that the hot twinks made as they french-kissed made me shiver—my hand, reflexively, dipped down to my own stirring groin.

Soon, the boys’ clothes started coming off and I knew right then and there that I absolutely had to join them. Once Danny dropped his shorts, Luke made a quick bee-line to his crotch. Danny’s penis was a beautiful sight to behold—to my surprise, it was rather enormous, disproportionate to the twink’s frame. Luke was practiced in dealing with it; he effortlessly swallowed the entire monster whole.

After a bit of suction, They traded places and Danny drove his face towards that luscious, soaking-wet boy hole. I finally got myself into the action and made out with my smoking hot grandson while Danny gorged himself on Luke’s hot slit and delectable t-dick.

And I’ll tell you what! The rest of that evening (and well into the night) was a blurred flurry of incredible sex. The things those two boys would do together with me was simply awesome. I was amazed by all of the wildly hot, creative positions we fit ourselves into. There were too many to recall clearly. Probably my favorite was when Luke rode Danny in reverse cowboy, while I watched and touched myself. Luke crooned with sweet relish as he impaled his moist and oozing bonus hole over and over on Danny’s dick.

Finally, a panting and utterly delighted Danny gave one last thrust upward, tilted his head back and cried out with ecstasy as he blasted surge-after-surge of cum deep inside my grandson. Luke’s mind-blowing orgasm occurred only seconds later. I stared with savage thirst as my hot, sweaty grandson’s perfect body convulsed, completely overcome with bliss.

And then it was my turn.

Rivers of juicy semen trickled out of Luke’s well-fucked extra entrance as he pulled off of Danny’s cock and laid down on the couch. He spread his legs just for me. It’s amazing I didn’t come just from the sight of it all.

I pushed my throbbing cockhead through the slippery boy-pussy entrance. As I penetrated deep inside of Luke, I groaned loudly, quivering with exertion, and was overcome with how wonderful it was to have this connection with my grandson. When he begged me to shoot my load all over his body, I immediately pulled out and gave him what he wanted. Anything for Luke.

The amount I splashed all over my beautiful, wondrous FTM boy was immense. The room was filled with the delicious aroma of sex, sweat, and cum. As the three of us enjoyed a sensual, satisfied three-way kiss, I began to realize just how lucky of a grandpa and lover that I had become…and I smiled as I knew that we could return to this anywhere, at any time.